During the day, Chris was having breakfast with his wives when suddenly his mother, Sarah, felt a wave of nausea and rushed to the bathroom to vomit. It was an uncontrollable feeling of sickness, as if sothing was pulling at her.
Chris had a peculiar expression, and aunt Esther also felt a wave of nausea when she saw Sarah going to vomit. Unable to hold it any longer, she also went to vomit.
Finally, after Sarah finished vomiting and returned, Chris asked with concern, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Shaking her head, Sarah replied, "I don't know, I shouldn't be. I don't even feel cold. I'll go to the hospital for a check-up today."
"Mmm, alright, it's good to get checked, but no need to go to the hospital. Later, you can use the dical pod for a body check." Chris suggested. He wasn't overly concerned as products from the Conqueror Store are always top-notch. When there's a real issue, using the dical pod can cure most illnesses.
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Today was Dr. Abraham's funeral, Chris left his Goddess Island to attended it.
There weren't many people present, only Steve, Carter, and Howard. They truly experienced what it ant to be strangers in a foreign land, with no one to rember them even in death.
"What are your plans next, Steve?" Chris asked, lighting a cigarette.
Carter stood nearby, her expression distant, as if she didn't recognize this man.
"I don't know. The Strategic Science Division is about to launch their operations, and I've been left behind. Colonel Phillips said he doesn't need ..." Steve replied, sounding sowhat lancholic.
"I have found senator Brandt. Perhaps I can get you a job. Life still requires money. Work for a while, and there will always be opportunities on the battlefield!" Chris smiled, his mind filled with calculations.
"Thank you, my brother!" Steve hugged Chris gratefully. He was truly thankful for his brother's help, which had made a significant difference in his life.
"I have sothing to attend to and must leave," Howard said apologetically, glancing at his watch. He left with the butler. With the nurous patents Chris provided recently, his business had beco busy. However, he didn't feel discontented because of it. Why not be happy when there's money to be made?
The three of them left the church, and Steve received an invitation. senator Brandt wanted to talk to him and see if he was suitable for a certain role.
"Sorry, I have to go talk to the senator. Chris, can you help take Peggy back to her office? I'm counting on you." Steve apologized and imdiately hailed a taxi to leave. He didn't realize that he was essentially sending the sheep into the tiger's den...
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In the office, Carter felt a sense of helplessness. She had been reassigned to another departnt, working in a clerical role. All of this was orchestrated by Chris. He wouldn't allow Carter to go to the front lines, keeping Carter here so that he could co and pester her every day!
Carter was sitting at her desk, apparently looking at so paperwork.
After bringing Carter back, Chris didn't imdiately leave. Instead, he stood there, amusingly staring at her.
Carter initially didn't want to pay him any attention, but after waiting a while, she noticed that Chris was still looking at her, her beautiful eyebrows slightly wrinkled, "Is there anything else?"
"Nothing, just let know if you need any help when the ti cos, we're friends, right?" Chris smiled, his smile looking sowhat harmless.
"Hmm." Carter just nodded slightly, she didn't really want to talk to Chris much, that rapist, she had already given him a lot of face by not shooting him in the head.
After waiting another mont, Carter noticed that Chris was still standing off to the side and asked in a sowhat impatient tone, "What the hell are you going to do? Don't be here, okay, I want to handle my works!"
Chris suddenly wrapped his arms around Carter, looking at her blowing pretty face, his big hand grabbed the two tits, through the bra to stimulate her sensitive points, "Peggy, I really love you, and I still want it... Can you give one ti? Just one last ti, I can't take it anymore! I want it, Peggy, please help . I have a sex addiction, I'm begging you, give it to , one last ti, consider it helping !!!"
Carter's heart skipped a beat, and he imdiately started struggling. "Ah! Let go, stop it! Mmm, don't do this, ah, don't pull , no!"
"Peggy, I'm begging you, give one more ti, just one last ti! I promise this will be the last ti, just once!" Chris continued, passionately kissing Carter's lips, while his hands explored her body, relentlessly stimulating her sensitive areas.
Soon Carter had a muffled grunt, she didn't even know why she was feeling it all of a sudden, but her pussy started to itch, a stream of lewd fluid ca out of her pussy, making it look a little wet, "No... don't do that... at least... not here ahhh..."
"!!!"
Chris imdiately understood the implied ssage from Carter's response. He swiftly lifted Carter in his arms and walked towards the nearby couch. "Don't worry, Peggy, at this ti, everyone is busy working, and no one will notice us!" he assured, with a mischievous smile.
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